I am driving up towards a park where gay guys sometimes cruise. Especially later at night. It is a bit late even for here, and ordinarily I would be nervous about going there at this time - its about 1:30 in the morning.
I drive in. There aren't many people around. A few, but not as many as either of the two times I was here before - but that was about 9:00 each time. I have a small truck - a wimpy ass truck for some purposes, but for mine tonight - being at the right height to blow people who lean up against the cab by the driver's side window - it should work. Has before - I usually have to slide down a bit, but it can work.
I am hungry for cock. I pull up to one of the stopping areas and roll down my window part way. I wait. Some cars drive by. One comes along and pulls up next to me.
"hey dude"
"hey"
"watcha up to"
"nuthin"
"lookn for some action?"
I shrug.
He waits for me to propose something. But he is not my type, so I don't. He lights a cigarette. Another car pulls up on my other side. This is more promising. Guy inside the car is cute. Looks a bit like that guy on Boy meets Boy - maybe James Getzlaff? I think thats his name. In fact, I think he is a banker at Union Planter's Bank. I drove my gran over there once to do some banking and I think he helped her. He helped her, but he cruised me - big time. I cruised back cuz he is one of the kinds of guys I find sexy. Fit, trim, handsome face, in his early 30s. I like some types of older men, and this is one of the yummy types. This one is ultra yummy.
He watches me, and I watch right back. I mean, I am home from college on spring break, so I don't care if he recognizes me later. I will be 1100 miles away for most of the next 2.5 years. And whats he going to say? "Hello Mrs. X, you are looking well today. And so is young Bryan. I haven't seen him since he gave me head and swallowed the product last spring". Secondly its 1:45 in the fucking morning. I am clearly not here to look for a parchesi partner and with luck, neither is he. And, I am only wearing a flannel shirt that is completely unbuttoned. I mean, probably he can't see all of me, but I haven't got a stitch on but the flannel shirt. If he looks closely, he is going to see me in my late night park social clothes.
He is looking over, and maybe his eyes have adjusted, or maybe he was just being cautious before (I mean a naked boy sitting in a truck in a park at 1:45 in the morning, how cautious do you need to be?), but now that I am sporting wood, he is clearly interested. He could see more than I thought, maybe. He comes around to my side of the truck. Fit from top to bottom this one. I roll the window all the way down as he comes over. He says hello. We banter back and forth.
"You been here long?"
"yeah, way too long"
"what you waiting for?"
"something to eat"
"don't see any McDonalds around"
"Me neither"
"a bite sized snack?"
"uh, not really"
"Hmm, still hungry?"
"super-size me"
His package becomes a bulge, and then you can see his boner swelling in his jeans. He leans in and I can feel his breath. I adjust my head and he kisses me and slips me tongue. We do this kissing stuff for a bit, then he stands up. I reach out and unbutton his jeans. He leans in and this time its cock that goes into my mouth. I suck on it and use my tongue. I give it some cheek suction. I get off it for a minute. I crawl up and kneel on the seat, and stick my head out the window a bit. He pushes back into me.
"fuck my mouth"
He grabs me by the head and hair and sets up a nice pumping action. He has to pull my head down, and he is on tip toes, but his thighs look amazing as they thrust up and down. I reach down and grab his butt cheeks. They are smooth, muscular, and they are flexing strongly when he thrusts up into my mouth.
I make drooly, sloppy noises.
"gonna happen"
I pull off. I like the idea of swallowing cum, but its not safe if you don't know the guy, so I let him coat my face. He leans down and licks my upper lip. As that was really gooey feeling, he probably got a lot of cum off of it. He smacks his lips big time.
There is a small group of people standing around watching. This makes me nervous. But I see some good prospects. One is a slightly older guy - late thirties. He seems fit in the way that guys who work doing physical stuff do, and he has a bit of a belly, but not much. Blond buzzed hair. He is wearing jeans and a t-shirt that has some auto repair shop logo. The Union Planters guy looks over.
"wanna suck him?"
I nod.
He gives a head jerk to the guy, who comes over slowly. He bellies up to the bar, so to speak, and I unbutton his fly, too. Fly fishing is a great sport. Out comes his cock, and I put it in my mouth. I like blowing people, so I moan contentedly as I bob up and down, and edge him down my throat. He is getting excited, and saying things, like, "hell", "Sweet baby", and "OH SHIT".
The man from Union Planters says
"open your door"
I pull off and look at him. He licks his lips appreciatively. I swivel around, open my door, and get the auto-mechanic looking guy to come back. I sit on the seat with my legs spread out and on the ground.
The UP guy whistles.
"Shit, where did you get those legs?"
"play baseball"
He kneels in front of me and take my cock in his mouth. I take the other guy into mine. I have to bend over a bit, but I am even throating him. His belly bangs against my face. I reach around and grab his ass cheeks and pull him toward me hard. The Union Planter's guy is throating me too. Throat fest 2006. I am ready to burst. My mouth is getting nicely fucked by the auto repair guy - which means I can't say much. So when the moment arrives, I try pulling UP man's head off my dick. He doesn't come off even when I yank hard, so he gets my load. He spits it on the ground.
I can feel auto man getting ready, so I pull off and jack him. I am gonna have some cum stains on the truck seat.
The guy from Union Planters says
"I wanna fuck your ass".
"hard to do here"
"you could get up in the back of your truck or the back seat of my car".
"your car is too cramped, and the back of my truck is too cold".
He looks disappointed. I am too, but I have had my ass reamed out earlier in the evening, and its in no condition to take another dick. He asks when I come here. I tell him that I don't have a schedule, really. I just come when the mood strikes and I don't feel too afraid. Actually, I am a pretty timid person, so being out in the park in the middle of the night is giving me the creeps. I wouldn't even have come this time, except I have my dog with me for protection. So I have no plans to come back this vacation. I suddenly feel that I shouldn't be here.
"How bout tomorrow night about 10:00?"
I think about this. Its Tuesday.
"How about Thursday? I will get here as close to 10:00 as I can."
He looks pissed, but he agrees.
I drive off quickly, not feeling safe until I am back on the highway. I have buttoned my shirt. When I get to a back road, I stop and get dressed again.
If you wanna hear about Thursday, let me know.